Blue skies over the White House clouds looming slight glaze eyes covered what will happen when the curtain falls sudden fear leaves the children hiding in the shadows of bigger men those that drag themselves to a higher power leaving the past far behind hope grows with each day that passes that nothing will crawl …
Trilby Yates
My words are a direct reflection of what is being played out in my mind. For artistic purpose and dramatic effect I have duct-tapped the "edit" button…
Trilby Yates 